Chapter 1652

Olivia let out a soft chuckle. "You drove him to his death, so your goal is achieved. Now you can stop, right? "Pretending to be a good person while handing his body back to me, even though you're nothing but an executioner?" Countless tears streamed from the corners of her eyes. The tears pooled at the edges, gathering like an overwhelming tide, threatening to spill over. Her chuckle grew louder. "What a brilliant plan. Two birds with one stone. Who can play the game better than you, Tyler? Who else is so cunning and manipulative?" Tyler remained silent, offering no response to her words. Olivia knew he couldn't say anything—not a single word. She tried to pull his hands off her, but Tyler gripped her wrists tightly. Olivia stared at him again. Tyler lowered his voice. "What was I supposed to feel when you were going to marry Claude?" His expression remained calm, his voice barely a whisper, like a fleeting cloud. "Bringing that document into the Pearces… What did you think